I have a very beautiful family that i am more proud of each day. My six year old Kirya, well shes the queen in my world. My 3 yr old daughter Alexis, the diva of my heart, and finally my 2yr old son, thats the King in my castle. My husband Willie, well he would beg to differ, but that just goes to show..he doesnt know much...lol
I have all different kinds of poetry style. From love , to heartache, dispair, depression and silliness. I never know what kind of mood I'm going to be in when I awake, so what ever i paste is what you get.
You will very rarley see me post a comment that is ridiculing or putting down someones writes or feelings. Everyone has opinions, but I chose not to express mine if I know that it would cause pain or actully cause someone to quit writting.
I feel that writing is a great outlet for emotions. Without my poetry wether it be good or bad, I feel I may have lost my mind a long time ago.
picture of me:http://profiles.yahoo.com/blueyez20_1997
one last thing: A line or phrase to catch my attention,
string of words that are true reflection.
Inspired by nothing but these worn out feelings,
no new encounters, same old dealings.
Flashes of insight I’m compelled to record,
a written account of these unspoken words.
Self-analysis and acute observation,
this is the story of a poem’s creation.
I have all different kinds of poetry style. From love , to heartache, dispair, depression and silliness. I never know what kind of mood I'm going to be in when I awake, so what ever i paste is what you get.
You will very rarley see me post a comment that is ridiculing or putting down someones writes or feelings. Everyone has opinions, but I chose not to express mine if I know that it would cause pain or actully cause someone to quit writting.
I feel that writing is a great outlet for emotions. Without my poetry wether it be good or bad, I feel I may have lost my mind a long time ago.
picture of me:http://profiles.yahoo.com/blueyez20_1997
one last thing: A line or phrase to catch my attention,
string of words that are true reflection.
Inspired by nothing but these worn out feelings,
no new encounters, same old dealings.
Flashes of insight I’m compelled to record,
a written account of these unspoken words.
Self-analysis and acute observation,
this is the story of a poem’s creation.
- Last seen on Feb 11 9:15 PM. Member since December 23, 2003.
- I'm a malachite opening poet for 436 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "How can I be wrong? It's how i feel!".
- I am a girl (usa)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a an at home mom.
- Visit my homepage at allpoetry.com/Poets/ReginaTreadway
- I have 436 comments, 49 poems
My Poetry
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Watching you being attacked
by your own demons inside.15 lines, 7 comments, June 3, 2005. In Love -
The day is fading in pieces of the night.
I gaze in the shadows, looking for your eyes.
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Carla-The-Fall on June 3, 2005thank you for the comment on my last poem. it means a lot, it seems lately that nobody reads any of my work, so it was really nice to log on and there be some kind of feedback! thanks very much!
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Ali-Kitty on June 1, 2005your poetry is beautiful, and very touching--especially to me. they hit really close to home. you have alot of talent, keep writing, and I hope to read some more of yours soon! thanks for commenting on my piece. hugs!
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-my hiding place- on May 30, 2005thanks so much for your comment... i'll have to read your writes sometime
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unsungwarwithin on May 30, 2005thanks for ur comment on my poem! ^-^
